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Taken at a local LRWT site (KB) very close to where in live in North west Leicestershire.
I havent been for some time as it's a very wet site, so poped in for my daily walk to see whats about. The answer was not much.
This lone clubmoss plant caught my eye on a segment of the Ice Age trail. It took a while for me to get the right composition and light, but it was worth it.
Cavendish Mews is a smart set of flats in Mayfair where flapper and modern woman, the Honourable Lettice Chetwynd has set up home after coming of age and gaining her allowance. To supplement her already generous allowance, and to break away from dependence upon her family, Lettice has established herself as a society interior designer, so her flat is decorated with a mixture of elegant antique Georgian pieces and modern Art Deco furnishings, using it as a showroom for what she can offer to her well heeled clients.
Returned from her Friday to Monday down at Dickie and Margot’s Cornwall country house, ‘Chi an Treth’, and all the excitement that ensued there, Lettice has settled back into her usual London routine of shopping, receiving and visiting friends and seeing potential clients. It’s a Wednesday, and an unusually quiet one, so Lettice is taking advantage of the gap between engagements and has just sat down in her comfortable white upholstered tub chair to continue reading her latest Georgette Heyer* romance novel when the doorbell to the flat rings noisily, shattering the relative quiet of the flat’s interior.
“I’m not expecting any clients,” she muses as she listens as Edith, her maid, walks across the entrance hall to answer the door. “I wonder who it can be.”
A few moments later the mystery is revealed when Edith walks in proudly announcing, “Miss Bowes-Lyon**, Miss.”
“Elizabeth, darling!” Lettice gasps in delight, casting her book aside. Standing up she embraces her friend who is dressed in a romantic pale pink chiffon moiré dress with a fashionable drop waist and draped in a thick fox fur stole. Elizabeth’s light scent of lily of the valley envelops her. “I didn’t know you were up at Bruton Street***. Please.” She indicates to the tub chair opposite her, which Elizabeth sinks into with a sigh as she places aside her matching pink parasol, and allows the fox fur to slink from her shoulders, snaking across the back of the chair.
“I’m up from Scotland just for a few days to have a fitting for Her Royal Highness’**** wedding and run a few errands before going back.”
“Oh of course!” Lettice gasps. “The wedding! I’d forgotten you were a bridesmaid.”
“Has Gerald finished your outfit for the ceremony yet?” Elizabeth asks as she withdraws a hatpin from her straw cloche decorated with silk roses and feathers and deposits the hat on the stool beside her.
“I do wish you’d let Edith take those, Elizabeth darling.” Lettice indicates to the parasol and hat.
“Oh I can’t stay for too long.” Eliabeth assures her hostess. “The fitting awaits.” She smiles sweetly, giving a brief view of her slightly crooked teeth.
“Well I hope you can stay long enough for a cup of tea,” replies Lettice. “And a biscuit or two. Yes, Gerald’s almost finished my gown. It’s oyster coloured satin, and very plain, with a drop waist and pearl buttons down the back. In fact, the only real decoration it will have will be the lace collar.”
“Sounds wonderful.” acknowledges Elizabeth. “When I get married, I only want a simple wedding dress. I saw the photos of Margot’s wedding dress in Vogue. Gerald must have clients pounding at his door now.”
“Yes,” Lettice remarks. “I said it would be the making of him, and so far, I’ve been proven correct. I’m so happy for him. Goodness knows he could do with some luck after all the hard work he has put in to setting up his business. Now, thinking of frock fittings and weddings, how does Her Royal Highness’ gown look.”
Elizabeth taps her nose in a knowing way, replying, “I’m sorry darling, but I’m not allowed to say.” She smiles apologetically.
“Oh! Of course! How foolish of me! I was forgetting that it’s a secret. Yours too, I should imagine?” Elizabeth nods discreetly. “Never mind. I’ll be happy enough to be surprised on the big day.”
“Have you settled on a hat yet?”
“Ahh, now there I really am in a quandary.” Lettice remarks.
Edith appears and walks across the threshold of the drawing room from the flat’s dining room carrying Lettice’s silvery tray from Asprey’s****** on which sits her Art Deco tea service with cups for two and a small plate of rather delicious looking biscuits. She carefully places the items on the black japanned coffee table between the two friends before dropping a bob curtsey and retreating through the green baize door on the far side of the dining room.
“Quandary?” Elizabeth asks. “I thought you were getting Madame Gwendolyn to make you a hat.”
“Yes. I mean, I know Madame Gwendolyn has made me some wonderful hats in the past.” She pauses.
“I sense a but,”
“But I wasn’t happy with what she made me for Royal Ascot*******. I think it looked dowdy and old fashioned.”
“Oh, I thought it looked lovely.”
“Thank you, Elizabeth darling, bless you.” She reaches out a hand and squeezes Elizabeth’s elegant, yet rather cold hand. “But ‘The Times’ agrees with me in their critique of the fashions last year, and it wasn’t exactly the roaring success I’d hoped for, or paid for, for that matter.” Lettice takes up the pot and pours hot tea into Elizabeth’s cup, passing it to her friend, before filling her own. “So, I’m going to see Gwendolyn next week, but I must confess I’ve seen hats I’d prefer to wear in Selfridges’ windows along the way.”
“Selfridges? You can’t be serious Lettice!” Elizabeth puts a hand to her throat and clasps the collar length string of pearls she wears. “Wear a shop girl’s hat to a royal wedding?”
“Well why not? No-one would know, except perhaps you and I. Besides, not all of Mr. Selfridges hats are shop girl material. He has some beautiful models, directly from Paris, and exclusive to his store. They are a fraction of the price, and are every bit as fashionable and well made as anything Madame Gwendolyn can produce.”
“It sounds to me like you’ve already made up your mind, Lettice.” Elizabeth picks up a pink macaron off the plate and pops it delicately into her little round mouth, her eyes closing with delight as it starts melting on her tongue.
“Divine aren’t they?” Lettice asks. “My last client, Miss Ward put me onto the most fabulous little baker in Pilmico.”
“She’s the moving picture star, isn’t she?”
“Yes. Anyway, I haven’t dismissed Madame Gewndolyn – yet. However, I have misgivings.”
“Well, I have misgivings too.” Elizabeth adds, her eyelashes trembling with a sudden concern as fear clouds her beautiful blue eyes. “I actually came to see you yesterday, but Edith told me you were still away.”
“Oh yes, I’d gone down with Gerald to stay at Dickie and Margot’s new house in Cornwall.” She pauses and ponders for a moment. “But you didn’t leave a calling card, and Edith didn’t tell me you’d called.”
“Oh, don’t be cross with her. I asked her not to say anything as I was still in town for a few days and knew I’d catch you between engagements. So, what’s the house like? You’re going to decorate a few of the rooms, aren’t you?”
“It’s quite lovely – larger than either Gerald or I expected – about ten bedrooms, and yes I am, but pooh to all of that right now. What misgivings? You can’t be having misgivings about being the Princess’ bridesmaid now, surely? Not after all the fittings and rehearsals and such.”
“Oh no, it isn’t that. No, I’m very happy to be her bridesmaid. No, it’s Bertie******** who concerns me.”
“Oh!” Lettice picks up a chocolate macaron from the plate and pops it onto her saucer where it nestles against the rounded bottom of the cup. “Of course he’ll be there.”
“He seems undaunted by my last refusal. Queen Mary visited Mummy just before Christmas.”
“Did she take any of the Glamis china collection*********?”
“Thankfully no, but Mummy told me that the Queen is quite convinced that I’m the only woman who will make Bertie happy, and that he’s refusing to consider any other marriage proposals.”
“And you think he may propose again?”
“Well, it is his sister’s wedding after all.”
“But surely he knows that you’re actively being courted by his equerry! What’s his name?”
“James. James Stewart.”
“That’s it! Well, surely His Royal Highness must know you’ve been seen with James.”
Elizabeth sighs, her elegantly plucked eyebrows arching high. “Apparently he thinks he can win me over.”
“More likely wear you down.” Lettice remarks disparagingly, taking a slip of her own tea.
“They equate to much the same thing.”
“Well?”
“Well what, Lettice darling?”
“Well, do you love him? His Royal Highness that is,” she clarifies. “Not James.”
“Oh, I do like him!” Elizabeth sighs, lowering her teacup into her lap, her shoulders rising and then slumping again as she looks away shyly, a blush filling her creamy cheeks. “He’s dashing, and sweet. I don’t even mind his stutter, which I find quite endearing.”
“Now it’s my turn to sense a but, Elizabeth. Come on! Spit it out.”
“Well, you know my misgivings about public life. I have my own definite thoughts and ideas. To never be allowed to express them again, to not be able to think or speak freely or act as I feel I really ought to,” Elizabeth sighs again. “Well, its intolerable really.”
“Yes, I can understand that. I think Mamma would be happier if I didn’t express my opinions or ideas, never mind act as I see fit. You are coming to the Hunt Ball, aren’t you?”
“Yes of course, Lettice darling. I’ll even dance with Jonty Hastings to save your feet from too much butchery.”
“Thank you. Well, the Prince isn’t really a significant royal. I mean he’s only the Duke of York, not the Prince of Wales, so he’ll never be the King.”
“King George was once the Duke of York, Lettice.”
“Times were different then, Elizabeth. Once the Prince of Wales settles down,”
“If he ever settles down. He shows no signs of it, Lettice, cavorting with other men’s wives. He’s shameless the way he flouts them.”
“Yes, I’ve seen him with Mrs. Dudley Ward********** at the Embassy Club on more than a few occasions at His Highness’ table. Well, he’ll have to settle down, eventually. And once he does, and has children, why you and the Prince would be even further from the line of succession.”
“Oh I don’t know.” Elizabeth toys with the pearl clip earring at her right lobe anxiously.
“Anyway, if you’re sweet on James, why are you even considering the Prince?”
“James is talking about going to America. He’s being wooed by an oil company over there, who pays more than the Royal Household does. Could you really see me living in America?” She scrunches up her nose. “I’d stay in Scotland forever with all my cousins and never leave if I could.”
“No, I couldn’t. Canada perhaps, but not America. They’re so… so…”
“American?” Elizabeth proffers.
“American!” agrees Lettice with a chuckle. “Well, it’s up to you. Just because he’s the Prince, doesn’t mean you have to say yes, Elizabeth. If you have misgivings, just refuse him.” She pauses for a moment and sips her tea again before continuing, “Although refusing a marriage proposal from a prince, however minor, isn’t quite as flippant as refusing a hat from Madame Gwendolyn.”
“Oh I don’t know,” Elizabeth chuckles, picking up another macaron. “Madame Gwendolyn can be quite fierce from what I know of her, not to mention she’s Lady Sadie’s milliner too. Refusing Madame would be tantamount to committing mutiny, wouldn’t it?”
*Georgette Heyer was an English novelist and short-story writer, in both the regency romance and detective fiction genres. Her writing career began in 1921, when she turned a story for her younger brother into the novel, ‘The Black Moth’.
**Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon as she was known in 1922 went on to become Queen of the United Kingdom and the Dominions from 1936 to 1952 as the wife of King George VI. Whilst still Duke of York, Prince Albert initially proposed to Elizabeth in 1921, but she turned him down, being "afraid never, never again to be free to think, speak and act as I feel I really ought to"
***Number 17. Bruton Street was the London residence of the Earl of Strathmore and Kingholme (Elizabeth’s father), and was where she resided when in the capital prior to her marriage.
*****Mary, Princess Royal and Countess of Harewood (1897 – 1965), was the only daughter of King George V and Queen Mary. She was the sister of Kings Edward VIII and George VI, and aunt of Queen Elizabeth II. She married Viscount Lascelles on the 28th of February 1922 in a ceremony held at Westminster Abbey. The bride was only 24 years old, whilst the groom was 39. There is much conjecture that the marriage was an unhappy one, but their children dispute this and say it was a very happy marriage based upon mutual respect. The wedding was filmed by Pathé News and was the first royal wedding to be featured in fashion magazines, including Vogue.
******Founded in 1781 as a silk printing business by William Asprey, Asprey soon became a luxury emporium. In 1847 the business moved to their present premises at 167 Bond Street, where they advertised 'articles of exclusive design and high quality, whether for personal adornment or personal accompaniment and to endow with richness and beauty the table and homes of people of refinement and discernment’. In 1862 Asprey received a Royal Warrant from Queen Victoria. They received a second Royal Warrant from the Future Edward VII in 1889. Asprey has a tradition of producing jewellery inspired by the blooms found in English gardens and Woodland Flora. Over the decades jewelled interpretations of flowers have evolved to include Daisy, Woodland and sunflower collections. They have their own special cut of diamond and produce leather goods, silver and gold pieces, trophies and leatherbound books, both old and new. They also produce accessories for playing polo. In 1997, Asprey produced the Heart of the Ocean necklace worn in the motion picture blockbuster, ‘Titanic’.
*******Royal Ascot Week is the major social calendar event held in June every year at Ascot Racecourse in Berkshire. It was founded in 1711 by Queen Anne and is attended every year by the reigning British monarch and members of the Royal Family. The event is grand and showy, with men in grey morning dress and silk toppers and ladies in their best summer frocks and most elaborate hats.
********Prince Albert, Duke of York, known by the diminutive “Bertie” to the family and close friends, was the second son of George V. Not only did Bertie propose to Elizabeth in 1921, but also in March 1922 after she was a bridesmaid at the wedding of Albert’s sister, Princess Mary to Viscount Lascelles. Elizabeth refused him a second time, yet undaunted Bertie pursued the girl who had stolen his heart. Finally, in January 1923 she agreed to marry him in spite of her misgivings about royal life.
*********Queen Mary, wife of King George V was an avid collector of bibelots (small decorative ornaments) and decorative arts. She was also responsible for being the first member of the Royal Family to ever do an inventory of the Royal Collections, finding many items had been “borrowed” by the great families of England over the centuries to decorate their own homes. During her husband’s reign, she recovered a vast majority of these pilfered items, returning them to the Royal Collections. For this reason, she was feared when she came to visit, along with her voracious acquisition of other people’s bibelots. She was known to remark on something pretty and then expect that it would be gifted to her as the wife of the sovereign.
**********Winifred May, Marquesa de Casa Maury (née Birkin) (1894 – 1983), universally known by her first married name as Freda Dudley Ward, was an English socialite best known for being a married paramour of the Prince of Wales, who later became King Edward VIII, between 1918 and 1929. Known by him by the diminutive “Freddie”, she was supplanted in the Prince’s affections by Lady Thelma Furness, who in turn was supplanted by Mrs. Simpson.
This 1920s upper-class drawing room is different to what you may think at first glance, for it is made up entirely of 1:12 size dollhouse miniatures including items from my own childhood.
Fun things to look for in this tableau include:
The cream straw cloche hat sitting on the Chippendale stool is decorated with pink roses has single stands of ostrich feathers adorning it. The latter have been hand curled. The maker for this hat is unknown, but it is part of a larger collection I bought from an American miniature collector Marilyn Bickel. 1:12 size miniature hats made to such exacting standards of quality and realism are often far more expensive than real hats are. When you think that it would sit comfortably on the tip of your index finger, yet it could cost in excess of $150.00 or £100.00, it is an extravagance. American artists seem to have the monopoly on this skill and some of the hats that I have seen or acquired over the years are remarkable.
The furled umbrella is a 1:12 artisan piece made of pink satin and lace with a tiny pink bow. It has a hooked metal handle.
You can just see draped across the chair on the right, Elizabeth’s fox fur stole. It is, in actuality, a mink tail attached to one of my vintage fur tippets. It is just the right size to be a thick fur stole that could have been worn by the future Queen Elizabeth, who loved furs.
Lettice’s tea set is a beautiful artisan set featuring a rather avant-garde Art Deco Royal Doulton design from the Edwardian era. The strawberry and chocolate macarons are also artisan miniatures from Beautifully Handmade Miniatures in Kettering. He has a dizzying array of realistic looking food and meals which is always growing, and all are made entirely or put together by hand. The green tinted glass comport on the coffee table , spun from real glass, is also from Beautifully Handmade Miniatures in Kettering.
The black Bakelite and silver telephone is a 1:12 miniature of a model introduced around 1919. It is two centimetres wide and two centimetres high. The receiver can be removed from the cradle, and the curling chord does stretch out.
In front of the telephone sit two paperback novels from the late 1910s created by miniature British artisan, Ken Blythe. Most of the books I own that he has made may be opened to reveal authentic printed interiors. In some cases, you can even read the words, depending upon the size of the print! I have quite a large representation of Ken Blythe’s work in my collection, but so little of his real artistry is seen because the books that he specialised in making are usually closed, sitting on shelves or closed on desks and table surfaces. What might amaze you even more is that all Ken Blythe’s opening books are authentically replicated 1:12 scale miniatures of real volumes. To create something so authentic to the original in such detail and so clearly, really does make these books miniature artisan pieces. Ken Blythe’s work is highly sought after by miniaturists around the world today and command high prices at auction for such tiny pieces, particularly now that he is no longer alive. I was fortunate enough to acquire pieces from Ken Blythe prior to his death about four years ago, as well as through his estate via his daughter and son-in-law. His legacy will live on with me and in my photography which I hope will please his daughter.
The Vogue magazine from 1922 sitting on the lower tray of the black japanned occasional table was made by hand by Petite Gite Miniatures in the United States.
The vase of yellow lilies and roses on the Art Deco occasional table is beautifully made by hand by the Doll House Emporium, whilst the taller vase of flowers to the right of the photo was made by Falcon Miniatures, who are renown for the realism and detail in their miniatures.
Lettice’s drawing room is furnished with beautiful J.B.M. miniatures. The black japanned wooden chair is a Chippendale design and has been upholstered with modern and stylish Art Deco fabric. The mirror backed back japanned china cabinet is Chippendale too. On its glass shelves sit pieces of miniature Limoges porcelain including jugs, teacups and saucers, many of which I have had since I was a child.
To the left of the Chippendale chair stands a blanc de chine Chinese porcelain vase, and next to it, a Chinese screen. The Chinese folding screen I bought at an antiques and junk market when I was about ten. I was with my grandparents and a friend of the family and their three children, who were around my age. They all bought toys to bring home and play with, and I bought a Chinese folding screen to add to my miniatures collection in my curio cabinet at home! It shows you what a unique child I was.
The carpet beneath the furniture is a copy of a popular 1920s style Chinese silk rug. The geometric Art Deco wallpaper is beautiful hand impressed paper given to me by a friend, which inspired the whole “Cavendish Mews – Lettice Chetwynd” series.
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I occassionally get asked by friends whether there is actually any colour in Wales (and people)! Well I can't answer both of those questions with this photo but hopefully I can dispel the myth that I live in a monchrome world.
This photo is really a reminder for me that you just have to keep trying your best to get out, even if at times it doesn't seem like it'll be worth it. I had my best pout on yesterday evening as the rain came down around 7pm and looked set to scupper my plans to get out. Eventually it cleared though and I convinced my (lovely!) wife to ferry me around. I didn't really know what to shoot and the first place I stopped really didn't offer anything. So I figured I'd head back to the breakwater and see if there was much on offer near this new landing point. I thought it was going to be another fruitless evening as the bright sunshine was lovely to stand in but it's angle made it difficult for me to get any kind of composition. However just as it started to set the opportunity to take this shot made itself available.
I think this is a real success for my new filters. Without the grad NDs, I'm not sure I'd have managed to get the balance right. I'm really enjoying using them and they're less of a fiddle than I expected.
Shot details
Canon 600D (T3i/Kiss X5)
Canon 10-22mm f/3.5-4.5 EF-S USM @ 10mm
Lee Big Stopper
Lee .9 Soft Grad ND
ISO 100
300 second exposure @ f11
PSE10
500px | G+ | My website
Seeking answers to that nagging question, “How were these enormous canyons formed?”, I have at last found evidence to support my long-held hypothesis! Judging by the teeth marks, it is quite obvious that colossal groundhogs chewed their way through solid rock, creating the deep canyons found around the Southwest.
This opinion will likely be lambasted by the scientific community as yet another kooky theory voiced by an amateur knucklehead scientist, but, I ask you, what other conclusion is possible?!
My next step is to search for the culprit, Marmota monaximus.
This photo was taken by a Hasselblad 500C medium format film camera with a Carl Zeiss Planar 1:2.8 f=80mm lens and Zenza Bronica 67mm SY48•2C(Y2) filter using Kodak 400TX film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
Question: What the photographer makes you do if she doesn't like your original pose.
On the famous "rainbow stairway to heaven" in Atlanta, GA last year.
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Photo of Long Lake, a 23.5 mile-long reservoir, captured via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 24-50mm F/4 lens and the bracketing method of photography. On the Spokane River. Selkirk Mountains Range. Northern Rockies Region. Inland Northwest. Stevens County, Washington. Late February 2018.
Exposure Time: 1/250 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-100 * Aperture: F/11 * Bracketing: +1 / -1 * Film Plug-In: Ilford Delta 3200
Even though water hyacinth is a rampant invasive, it sometimes makes for a good subject in the low angled sunlight of evening.
Jeremiah 33:3
"Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know."
God answers prayers ....
"The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much." ~ James 5:16
I could have shared one of my experiences back in 2011 when in Spain ( where this picture was taken from ), God does answer prayers and I noticed it's when I am on desperate need or in the last minute when all means has been used up. However, I am feeling tired writing it down at this moment of posting , just my day . If I put it in writing , perhaps I hardly put it well together as I needed to refuel / charge - up . Perhaps I'll do it on my next posting. But I assure you, God does answers requests . The reason I can't stop talking about Him. He has humour too.
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SIGNS OF THE TIMES
*Can A Christian Take The Mark Of The Beast And Still Go To Heaven? Part 2
This gets so creepy --- wake up people !
*NANOTECHNOLOGY 2013: Google Nanobots to Borg Humans
This reminds me of the passage of the book of Revelation , when people would like to die but they can NOT die... is this due to taking in the nanobots - nanotech in the body which could trigger DNA changes woooo .
*NANOPARTICLES in YOU - NWO on the DOWNLOW
*Three Days of Darkness by Augusto Perez onTribulation-Now Radio, 20th Nov 2013
*Fallen Angels And Their Role In The Last Days
*A Deathblow To WitchCraft with Russ Dizdar on OmegaMan Radio
If you're suspecting of being oppressed by witchcraft , spells ,
hexes, curses, even some demonic presence in your surroundings
or your house fells haunted, don't shiver or be frightened.
Curses , hexes can affect your finances, your job , your relationships.
Have faith in Christ , take the name of Jesus and by
the blood of Jesus use the given authority using His name -
you can cast out demonic presence , or even stare a demon in the
eye and never be scared of those dark critters, even principalities
in dark places neither be afraid of them.
When you take on to confront a witch or a warlock
be strong as you have the authority to cast them away even
bring judgement into them through the blood of Christ !
I do exercise this authority with the blood of Jesus
as Christians should all do, casting out demonic
presence, sanctification of the place etc through
declaration with Jesus Blood. But don't play around
with name of Christ and if you're not ready ...as it may backfire
on you especially when dealing with demonic entities.
You need to be born-again and and have the spirit of God in you
and much better if you have gained the Holy Spirit's
anointing in you. Your anointing isn't evidenced
by a paper certificate from your pastor or priest.
You will know for sure if you have the anointing of the Lord.
No one will tell you but the spirit of God in you.
Everyone who have accepted Christ Jesus with all
their hearts should have the Spirit of God in them.
This interview with Ruzz Dizdar is
helpful of those who are new and of those taking interest
in this subject .
Be a spiritual warrior for Christ . This is the time
to even more push forward to witness the world the
revelation of the power of God as this world will
be soon swallowed into all out darkness ... spiritual
darkness abound , the portals of hell are opened !
If you don't know , just watch your TV, and if you can't even tell
and distinguish then you have the problem, you can't see.
What is good is perceived wrong, and what is dark is
considered amiable .
Have a nice weekend everyone and God bless.
“It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me.
"Do you love me?" I ask.
In your hesitation I found my answer.”
― Lang Leav
The little Gosling closest to its momma asked, “Who do you like the most momma?” All ears perked up to hear what Momma Goose would answer, while the little Gosling farthest away from the group already felt left out.
Some things feel like they take forever when they really come faster than we realize. He asked, she said yes.. well, she said 'Holy biscuits.' For her, that means yes.
Snow, snow and more snow, no matter where I go. So given the circumstances, pulled out the fastest lens I could, the f0.95 50mm on the Canon 7 and ventured out into the sub-freezing temps. I was a bit worried that the rangefinder was going to seize up at some point, or the film would snap (at one point it was about 4 degrees F) but no issue. Was smarter about gloves this time - I guess I can learn when there's (significant) discomfort involved. Thanks to all those flickeranians who continue to inspire us!
Often when I see people pitch X-men reboots, they do one of two things: A) Do the original Uncanny X-men roster of Cyclops, Jean Grey, Beast, Angel and Iceman or B) Just plugs in every popular X-men right off the bat. I don't like either of these. The uncanny X-men roster is kinda bland, while having every popular X-man in one movie would obviously not work.
My ideal line up would comprise of Cyclops, Jean Grey, Nightcrawler, Storm and Angel. Professor X and Beast would also be present but as mentors to the team, not actual X-men.
ANSWER:
As you can see, there was another baby calve (female?) right next to the larger male (?) and was reaching around with her trunk and feeding him.
The two calves are inseparable and absolutely adorable as the played together. The two young mothers hovered near them at all times, never more than 10-15 feet away.
Female elephants (cows) help each look after each other’s calves. Babysitting other females calves is important for elephant development; young females learn how to look after the young, and the calves are shown how it’s done. The survival rate of a calf greatly increases when more females are present and willing to play that role.
On our planet, water is life. But how did it get here? Are there similar environments around other stars?
Webb has us one step closer to the answers. In a still-developing “solar system,” Webb detected water in the zone where rocky planets like Earth may form.
PDS 70 is a K-type star cooler than our Sun. Around it is a huge disk made up of planet-forming materials, including 2 known gas giant planets in the making. Webb found water vapor in the inner disk of PDS 70, within 100 million miles of the star.
Though we’ve seen water in similar disks, Webb’s discovery is the first detection of water in the “rocky planet zone” of a system known to have 2 or more developing planets. That means if rocky planets someday form around PDS 70, they’ll have water ready and waiting.
Follow-up observations will dive deeper into new mysteries, such as the origins of the water around PDS 70. In turn, studying other worlds will help us gain insight into our own. More: go.nasa.gov/3O8NL2j
This image: ARTIST ILLUSTRATION
This artist concept portrays the star PDS 70 and its inner protoplanetary disk. New measurements by NASA’s James Webb Space Telescope have detected water vapor at distances of less than 100 million miles from the star – the region where rocky, terrestrial planets may be forming. This is the first detection of water in the terrestrial region of a disk already known to host two or more protoplanets, one of which is shown at upper right.
Credits
Image
NASA, ESA, CSA, Joseph Olmsted (STScI)
Image description: Left of center, a bright light source illuminates a surrounding disk colored dusky red. The disk has spiral features and a scattering of small, rocky objects. At upper right, there is a gap through which background stars can be seen. At the outer edge of the gap is a dusky globe representing a gas giant planet. Beyond it is additional disk material, some of which is falling onto the planet.
How does such a large bird land on twigs - answer, with difficulty. This bird in the Lee Valley made a right business of it - but very entertaining.
====The Hall of Doom====
Lex- Crane still refuses to answer me. Still, the world can not stop simply because the Scarecrow is ignoring me. There's always a Plan B.
Kuttler- Plan B! You mean to say you're still going through with this?
Lex- Noah, after all these years you still think that 'I' would change my mind? The Scarecrow may have thrown another obstacle my way, he may have through means unknown turned my men against me, but I refuse, point blank, to allow that to stop my from completing my plans.
Kuttler- That's it then? Nothing I can do would stop you?
Lex- Well... I suppose you could shoot me in the head with that gun you're holding but I doubt you really have the courage to kill me.
Kuttler- You'd be surprised, I sent Burnrate after Sionis and the Green Arrow-
Lex- Last month, yes, but that was a machine, wasn't it. You could never really get your hands dirty, could you?
Kuttler- I- damn you
*He throws the gun away in defeat*
Lex- Good. Now, as I was going to say before your little interruption, I want you to contact Emil Hamilton at Project CADMUS, he knows the item I'm after, so therefore it should be easy enough to procure...
*Thawne comes speeding down the hall towards him and throwing him to the ground, his hand around Luthor's throat*
Lex- This is your mutiny is it, Thawne? That makes sense, I thought I recognised your signature sloppiness. Now, if you could loosen your grip-
Thawne- I told him, you know. Kuttler, I mean. I said he couldn't do it.
Lex- Of course not, why would I walk, outside, unprotected, with a man who disagreed with me, without first confirming he would not be a threat? Really Eobard, your constant ressurections must be having a negative effect on your inferior intellect.
Thawne- Don't aggravate me further Lex, I could kill you-
Bane- Thawne! What is this treachery?
Thawne- Ask Luthor. You recognise this Bane?
Bane- Yes. One of our "Brain-Bombs". Explain.
Thawne- Well, I happened to dig that one out of my throat. I imagine- Yes, you have one too
Lex- A precaution, really. After our vote, I couldn't be sure you would go through with our plan
Bane- Remember this Luthor, we aren't like the rest of your lackeys, we are on the council and consequently you shall treat us as equals. If you don't... rest assured I will break you, and anyone who continues to follow you. Are we clear?
Thawne- That's not adequate, you can't trust his word, we're just puppets to him! You know the only way to ensure our survival would be to-
Bane- Killing him would do us no good and I doubt those bombs are the only leverage on us... Now, Luthor, are we clear?
Lex- ... Crystal. Now. If you'll excuse me... *exits*
Thawne- Great, Bane. We had a chance to stop him and you didn't take it!
Bane- I said it would do us no good. It is that simple. We would need to know what we're up against before attempting an attack against him.
Thawne- I still think we ought to have killed him. He was vunerable and-
Bane- That would be cowardly. I abhor cowardice.
Kuttler- You know, there are other ways to stop him...
You've been waiting so long
I'm here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn't have had you waiting at all
I've been so busy, but I've been thinking 'bout what I wanna do with you
I know them other guys, they been talking 'bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now, it's me and you
Update: The right answer was given by Philip, klik hier.
It's a WINDMILL
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Thank you all so much for guessing ...
The right answer hasn't been given so far ...
Lokofil ... you came closest :-)
So, here's a hint --> The background is not water, but SKY ... :-)
But ... I must admit: it really looks like ripples in the water.